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in front of her face. Eyes bulging with anger.</p><p id="c96d" type="7">“Pardon! How dare you criticise me. You who are… are… well, look at you — small and weird.”</p><p id="6dc5">With that, she dropped me on the sofa and stomped out of the room, the echo of her footsteps following.</p><p id="4a5c">I made a brave leap onto the floor and dashed for the front door, which was ajar. I jumped in my car and drove back to town.</p><p id="26f9">What was she like, calling me names? A <i>nitwit </i>I may be, but weird? Alice needed to remember that <i>she</i> was the odd one out — the only giant in this world, and if I didn’t get up close and personal to clear her infested mane of nits, nobody else would.</p><figure id="f83c"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*qyNVgU0LPrGt-Tl8.png"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><div id="4442"><pre><span class="hljs-string">'Being Intimate With Alice'</span> - <span class="hljs-number">224</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">words</span> <span class="hljs-keyword">of</span> original Fiction <span class="hljs-keyword">by</span> May More</pre></div><p id="b4b7"><a href="https://cmaymoretales.medium.com/subscribe"><b>Subscribe here</b></a><b> to get an email notification each time I publish a story…</b></p><p id="cc38"><b>More weirdness below from <a href="undefined">Grandma Smillew</a></b></p><div id="cca6" class="link-block"> <a href="https://re

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Here’s Alice — Deposit Photos — Author puhhha

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Being Intimate With Alice —The Big Girl

Things are not always what they seem — and seams are not always things! Take Alice, she called me small and weird…

She’s A Big Girl

“Just do one… get out of my hair. You bloody nitwit. Always hanging around.” Alice screamed at me while pulling randomly at her curls.

Alice again — Deposit Photos — Author puhhha

I climbed down the longest auburn lock and just missed being thrown to the floor by one of her fingers. Instead, I jumped onto her left shoulder.

She peered sideways at me, and I saw small nostril hairs swaying as she breathed.

“You really should get a tweezer and pull out some of those straggly nose hairs, Alice. They are not very becoming or hygienic.”

She placed a hand around my middle, picked me up and held me in front of her face. Eyes bulging with anger.

“Pardon! How dare you criticise me. You who are… are… well, look at you — small and weird.”

With that, she dropped me on the sofa and stomped out of the room, the echo of her footsteps following.

I made a brave leap onto the floor and dashed for the front door, which was ajar. I jumped in my car and drove back to town.

What was she like, calling me names? A nitwit I may be, but weird? Alice needed to remember that she was the odd one out — the only giant in this world, and if I didn’t get up close and personal to clear her infested mane of nits, nobody else would.

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